I don't deserve your love

Chapter 369 Mr. Fu is very good at taking care of people

Chang Xia and Yuan Man were about to sit down, but they stood up in fright when they heard his question, and then they dared not eat the steamed buns.

Zhuo Jian took a bite and then said, "It tastes good, why are you back?"

Fu Yanye looked at her, then at the two elm heads standing inside, and asked, "Why are you two still standing here?"

Yuan Man and Chang Xia: "..."

"Why don't you get out?"

Fu Yanye urged again.

The two of them understood at this time, but for a moment they hesitated between putting down the chopsticks or taking them away.

"Take that thing on the table and go right away."

Fu Yanye urged again.

Now that the two of them knew how to go, they bent down to pick up the steamed bun, even taking the lid away.

But when he walked halfway, he turned back and said, "Madam, do you still eat?"

"roll."

Fu Yanye finally couldn't bear the ink stains of the two of them.

"Don't eat."

Zhuo Jian glanced at the box he was carrying and thought it should be breakfast.

Yuan Man and Chang Xia got Zhuo Jian's answer before leaving.

There were only the two of them left in the room, Fu Yanye said annoyedly, "Can't you stop being so approachable with them?"

"They bought me breakfast."

Zhuo Jian said.

I thought that if someone takes care of me, should I be as fierce as you?

Fu Yanye walked over to sit on the single sofa next to her, and opened the box.

The upper layer is noodles, Zhuo Jian's heart felt hot.

But feel a little dry.

Fu Yanye opened the lower layer again, and that layer was soup.

Zhuo Jian felt a burst of heat coming out, and then looked for her eyes, it was so hot that she couldn't see clearly.

Zhuo Jian glanced at him: "Are you going to buy noodles early in the morning?"

"Did you forget it yourself, or do you think I forgot?"

Fu Yanye glanced at her, and had already poured the soup into the noodle layer slowly when he asked her a question.

Immediately, the bowl of noodles became more attractive and appetizing.

Zhuo Jian watched quietly and stopped talking.

It wasn't until Fu Yanye got up to get the two of them's special chopsticks and spoons and gave them to her. When she took them, she reflexively said, "Thank you."

"Hmph, you're welcome."

Fu Yanye responded disdainfully.

Zhuo Jian glanced at him again, then silently stirred the noodles and soup away.

"Is this what I asked them to do in Starlight?"

Zhuo Jian asked.

"No."

Fu Yanye returned lightly.

"Is that going back to the old house?"

Zhuo Jian thought that he had gone out so early and only came back at this hour. If it was to get her noodles, it might be the old house.

"You man did it yourself."

Fu Yanye didn't want to listen to her guessing anymore, so he answered her.

Zhuo Jian looked at him in disbelief, even learned how to make noodles?

Do you want to know so much?

She was a little ashamed and lowered her head to eat the noodles, but when she realized that he made it herself, she asked, "Do you want to eat it first?"

"What nonsense? Hurry up and eat."

I can't stand the way she always seems to be concerned about him.

It seems that she is the only one in the whole world who remembers that he has a cleanliness fetish.

He remembered being here with her these days, the furniture here had been used by countless people, and he couldn't help but look at her.

Zhuo Jian chewed and ate slowly, seeing that he lost all anger, and asked her softly, "Does the wound hurt?"

"It doesn't matter."

She said, continue to eat slowly.

"How long have you been studying?"

She asked.

"Do you still need to learn this thing? It will be done in half an hour."

Fu Yanye said.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

She couldn't deny that he was a genius.

But the actual situation is really as Boss Fu said?

I can't see the kitchen at home now.

I'm afraid that if she waits too long, she will think that he just left, and she doesn't want to call to tell her what he's going to do. If she's in a hurry, she can't do anything well.

Fu Yanye stared at her for a while, and then felt that his work was not in vain this morning.

In fact, he even thought that she might not appreciate it at all.

And the happy birthday stuck in my throat, I was eager to try several times but couldn't say it.

Zhuo Jian only ate half of the noodles and half of the soup, took out the chopsticks and spoons and put them flat on one side, then pushed them to him: "Hey."

Fu Yanye glanced at her and asked her, "Are you full?"

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian nodded in response.

Only then did Fu Yanye pick up his chopsticks and spoon to continue.

In fact, it is reasonable to say that after so long, the noodles have long been unpalatable, but for some reason, this morning's meal is okay.

After taking a sip of the soup, he looked up at her and asked, "Not bad?"

"very good."

Zhuo Jian also looked at him.

Fu Yanye smiled between the corners of his eyes, lowered his head and continued to eat.

Zhuo Jian raised her eyes to look at the door, the doctor came to make rounds.

Fu Yanye put down the unfinished noodles and went to help her up.

Zhuo Jian said softly, "I can do it myself."

"Don't be forceful."

With a soft sound, Fu Yanye insisted on carefully helping her to sit on the edge of the bed, and then gently put her down.

The doctor couldn't help but said, "Boss Fu is very good at taking care of people."

Zhuo Jian smiled awkwardly.

Fu Yanye didn't take it seriously, of course he was good at taking care of others, but he was just alone.

But he didn't like Zhuo Jian's hospital gown being lifted by the medical staff.

Especially this morning, there were seven or eight medical staff standing inside, men and women, all of whom came to observe.

Zhuo Jian also felt embarrassed, but thinking of the relationship between doctors and nurses, she lay there quietly and listened to them speak some professional terms.

When the doctor left, he said to the couple: "Mrs. Fu is recovering well, and she can be discharged from the hospital after a few more days of recuperation."

When Zhuo Jian heard that she could be discharged from the hospital, she felt so good instantly.

Fu Yanye nodded coldly, "I'll take you out."

doctor:"……"

Usually when they hear this kind of words, the family members will express their gratitude to the doctor and so on.

After Fu Yanye sent them out, he closed the door, and there were still only the two of them in the room.

Zhuo Jian felt that the two of them were in the same space, and it had been several days, which was a bit boring.

She picked up her mobile phone and sent Ouyang Ping a WeChat message, "Are you really not coming to give me a gift?"

"Your husband will really kill me."

Ouyang Ping said.

"Are you that afraid of him?"

Zhuo Jian was puzzled.

"My sister is not afraid of him, but in awe of him."

"Awe?"

"Yes, after all, we may have to count on him to invite us to take a luxury cruise in the future."

"..."

Zhuo Jian suddenly felt helpless, she had no other friends except Ouyang Ping.

Fu Yanye leaned against the wall holding a glass of water to watch her chatting with Ouyang Ping, and when she couldn't see clearly, she bent over to take a closer look.

Zhuo Jian came back to her senses, and slowly raised her head: "Are you peeking?"

"You look like I'm peeping?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

Zhuo Jian had nothing to say, because he was looking at it openly, but after thinking about it, she couldn't help asking: "Boss Fu, don't you have to go to work?"

"Persist for another week, and I'll do something else after you leave the hospital."

Fu Yanye made up his mind this time to accompany her to the hospital.